The FrontA Poem by Black Man's Palm
It is something ordinary,the way to forget
I'll take it voluntary,simple as that One by one,they just stand in line first you have your dinner now it's coffe time My arms are stretching bigger than before where I can be found only you will know © 2016 Black Man's Palm |
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Added on January 24, 2016 Last Updated on January 24, 2016 Author
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